ARMS (feat. Myles Cotton)

Hold me in your arms and tell me that we'll be okay But now that we're apart and nothing ever feels the same Look into the stars to find us in our heart Oh baby, will it ever, ever feel okay Yeah, pick your fucking head high No one got their nose down, let's get high Yeah the show go on, let's get fly Don't you hate, yeah, don't you lie The way she poppin' shit, is because of me The way she talk and speak, it's because I speak Stalk my moves, yeah they tryna take a fucking peak Tryna see what I've been doing, tryna stalk on me Your heads in the ground like an ostrich I've been getting cash every day, it's so awesome Yeah, that money stretch id admit it's elastic Whippin' in the Bentley, acting brand new, this shit plastic I got some diamonds my fingers, my wrists, my ears, and my motherfucking neck I put on the chrome my sleeve, I ran up off the check I've been geeked all night, I can't get no rest I can't sleep all night, I've been chewing X Yeah, pick your fucking head high No one got their nose down, let's get high Yeah the show go on, let's get fly Don't you hate, yeah, don't you lie The way she poppin' shit, is because of me The way she talk and speak, it's because I speak Stalk my moves, yeah they tryna take a fucking peak Tryna see what I've been doing, tryna stalk on me We in luck for the season And my bitch keep dreaming I'ma show her what I'm dreaming I'ma show her all the shit I got And we gunning for the title We don't take no second place We don't take no second place Yeah, I'ma work Yeah, pick your fucking head high No one got their nose down, let's get high Yeah the show go on, let's get fly Don't you hate, yeah, don't you lie The way she poppin' shit, is because of me The way she talk and speak, it's because I speak Stalk my moves, yeah they tryna take a fucking peak Tryna see what I've been doing, tryna stalk on me